stay, with me

When I saw you for the first time

You were across the room

A little bit of a lost look in your eyes

Shy half smile and soft brown eyes

Covering yourself in gentle neutral colors

You were new there

You were everything.

I might have noticed you before

Across an auditorium

Studying literature

Academic tenderness

New delicate thoughts

Mysterious magic.

Back then, that once,

Never could be soon enough,

We did remember later

A shared memory of dramatic performance and mutual study

A mystery woman in overflowing wig

Had both our attention then.

Back then we were wishing and praying

Wishing and praying

Hoping

A mustard seed of faith must have been in that moment.

Preparing us for the real first time.

And…you were across the room.

Magnets drawing me in

I had gravity in you

I had a feeling

To let my heart out

To let it flow

It was now, only chance.

When it came my turn

I read a piece that I had prepared

Not knowing I would have someone to prepare it for

A few choice passionate words

Of my heart in your arms

Of dramatic lost poses

Drenching myself in the thoughts of rain

Of a kiss that I dreamed could one day be

Of a dream of intense overflow

Of giving

Of being able to give at last

Of having a heart to hold

To care, so gentle as a newborn bird in my cupped hands

Heart beating fast, trembling

Beauty indescribably sad and joyful

It must have come out

In the softness of my voice

In the intentions good

That I would be the right one

That you would stay with me

That I would stay with you

That everything that really mattered

Was then, and is now

And had been completed

In that one eternal moment

That still is now.

stay with me

I was lost without you

but now am found.

#NikkiIsMyBeautifulSoulMateForever

#IWantToDream

#ToDreamers

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Aspiring writer. Amateur philosopher and amateur writer of Apologetics (i.e., the Catholic reasonings). Faith-driven kindred spirit.

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Donald Anderson

Donald Anderson

Aspiring writer. Amateur philosopher and amateur writer of Apologetics (i.e., the Catholic reasonings). Faith-driven kindred spirit.